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Mass Effect: Reimagined

Shepard, now the Shepards, find themselves abroad the Normandy, heading towards the human colony of Eden Prime to begin a shake-down run for the new vessel with a Turian spectre… What could be waiting just around the corner? ------------------------------------- This is a tale of three Shepherds, their journey to repeatedly save the galaxy from imminent destruction, and of a peculiar mercenary who seems to know a little more than they should. ------------------------------------- Please follow along on my artistic retelling of my favorite sci-fi video game series of all time and what I consider my first true video game addiction that I spent many sleepless nights replaying over and over again to unlock all the dialogue and my first ever 100% complete game. This will have a tie in to my other Fan Fictions but it will be fairly minimal for the first few volumes so no need to read it unless you'd like to read more of my work. ------------------------------------- Also, in case there is still some confusion, there are three Shepards. The Twins, which will mainly be in Mass Effect 1, and their younger sister, who comes into play in the second and third games. They are meant to outline the content behind the three origins and psychological profiles. There is also a transmigrator from my Skyrim Fanfiction, who becomes this peculiar mercenary. Think of him as a fan fiction within the fan fiction. And he has his own volumes within the series about his path to being who he will be and how he will carry on the story after Mass Effect 3. IE Andromeda, but much better.

Lemon_Square · 游戏衍生
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Not Again! I

I close my eyes after attaining dominion over all of Tamriel... I've crushed the Thalmor and united the various races of Tamriel under my rule. Installing my dynasty to rule over a united Orsinium Empire, with numerous technological marvels and a bright future ahead.

I can finally rest after these many long decades of war.

I kiss my wives good night before retiring to my lone bed, as I can now finally rest easy.

I close my eyes for a final time as darkness washes over me and a blue screen flashes in front of me.

[Congratulations! You have completed everything there is to accomplish in this scenario and have greatly entertained your audience! As a reward, you will be given a new life in another realm you are familiar with. Keep up the good work!]

"What the fuck?! Malacath's Balls! I've been here so long I forgot I was Isekai'd in the first place! Where are you sending me!" I shout in a blind panic not wanting to leave the home and family I built.

I quickly try and use every legendary spell and combination of powers I've accumulated over my lifetime here to resist being taken but to no avail.

My godlike powers are only able to delay the pulling sensation I've received. As if my whole soul is being drained into a soul gem.

[Your reluctance to play your role is noted, and now the part chosen for you is a minor role in the new world you are to be sent to.]

"Fuck you! I don't want to go!" I shout, struggling against the pulling sensation with all of my might.

[Participant is unwilling to cooperate, beginning memory removal process...]

As it says that, I feel the years I spent here flowing out of me with every passing second.

The wars I fought, the family I raised, my friends... All begin slipping away, one by one.

"Stop! I'll go! Just don't take my memories!" I quickly relent and even beg the screen to stop, but to no avail.

[Process complete... Resolving rewards based on achievements... Transferring rewards to a new world body... ERROR rewards are not compatible with the new world... Reconfiguring the new world... Reconfiguring successful... Thank you and we hope you enjoy your new adventure.]

"What the... Why does that sound so familiar?" I ask myself as a bright flash fills my vision and I feel surrounded by a cool gel of some kind.

I hear muffled screeches and croaking, causing me to open my eyes, leaving me disoriented as I have a much larger field of view and realize I'm trapped in some pod device.

I see two aliens arguing... It takes a moment for the image to click and I realize that it is a Turian C-Sec officer, with his weapon drawn, shouting at a Salarian in a lab coat standing by my pod's control panel.

I see the Salarian's eyes dart back and forth between my pod and the turian. After a moment the Salarian rapidly hits several buttons and I feel the pod starting to heat up as the Salarian shouts several loud croaks before running out of the room.

I see the indecision on the turian's face, but as the pod heats up I start to thrash about and begin pounding on the glass of the pod.

This seems to make the turian hesitate before rushing over to the pod to check on me.

The turian tries and pries open my pod, with him being closer I'm certain I've seen his face before, but I just can't place it.

With the pod not budging an inch and the heat becoming almost unbearable, the turian sees my discomfort, he instinctively draws his rifle and fires at the edge of the pod the several short burst of fire is able to shatter the pod's glass and I fall to the ground.

I gasp for air as I feel my lungs inflating and I expel the liquid from my body while the turian keeps screeching at me much to my confusion, and I'm even more disoriented as my vision begins to have strange and vibrant overlays of color.

After a moment the turian pulls out two earpieces and puts them in my ears.

"There, can you hear me now? Do you know your name?" A voice I instantly recognize strikes like lightning, and I see my reflection in a shard of glass and I'm shocked at what I see.

The reflection shows I have a hardened sandy, brown head plate with, two sets of eyes. One forward facing and the other slightly higher up and towards the back of my head, though more on the side. My ears are almost like that of an elf, though the points exist at the bottom of the ear instead of the top, and along my neck are thin gill-like folds. I stand up, finding I'm substantially taller than the Turian officer, at least a head and a half, making me appear almost like a giant with my robust musculature seeming extremely powerful but not as caked in muscle as say a krogan. There's a thick bulge on the back where a small hunch exists, and below that, at the base of my tailbone, a spiked claw-like tail, similar to a rachni's dangles. My skin seems to be a coarse tan color, almost like leather but with a mild sheen to it, it feels hard and sturdy, like a new pair of work boots. My hands seem to have 4 digits each, 3 fingers and one thumb, looking at my lower half, my legs seem to bend like a turians or a quarians, making me unsteady as I'm unused to the sensation of walking like that. Terrified of what spiked, bendy monstrosity I'll see I'm hesitant to look at what's between my legs, but after a moment of indecision my curiosity gets the best of me.

And I sigh in relief knowing that I still have a proportionate to my body human dick... Though I noticed my sack is a lot bigger, though nothing too concerning.

After quickly assessing my body, a stream of memories flow into my mind... And I realize...

I'm fucking Conrad Verner?! What the hell is going on?!

"I'm Conrad... Conrad Verner... Where am I? What am? What happened?" I ask Garrus in confusion.

Author's Note

For those who don't know, I have a fairly popular Skyrim fanfic. As this is part of the overarching woes of the MC from that story, (ie Isekai'd across a Multiverse of videogames, movies, books, animes, and original works) you can either read my other works or choose not to, regardless I will keep spoilers almost non-existent between the two. So no worries there, but you can always read the various stories if you're looking for entertainment. Thank you and I hope you enjoy this side story. This is a prequel volume of the series and will have mild spoilers for the future story so read at your own risk.